What Happens in Chapter 381 - 380: It Was Me Being Impulsive, It Has Nothing to Do with Her – From the Book The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind
Dive into Chapter 381 - 380: It Was Me Being Impulsive, It Has Nothing to Do with Her, a pivotal chapter in The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind, written by Mu Tingfeng. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Romance fiction.
Ye Yuan hesitated for a moment but still handed Lu Qingyan a tissue, consoling him, "President Lu, don’t be sad, crying too much is bad for your health. If the missus won’t listen, just discipline her a bit!"
Lu Qingyan gave him a cold look, "I think it’s you who needs to be disciplined."
Ye Yuan: "..."
He had seen many bosses do just that!
Their wives were very obedient.
He touched his nose, not daring to make another peep.
Lu Qingyan glanced at his watch on his right wrist; it was only five in the afternoon.
The mansion’s gate behind him was already closed; he felt somewhat regretful about storming out since he had dinner with Jiang Nanshu in an hour.
Seeing that Lu Qingyan was still standing at the gate, Ye Yuan looked at the still bright sky, "President Lu, are we going to the company now or to talk business?"
Lu Qingyan, with a stern face, sat in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest, "No, I’ll stay outside for an hour; I still need to go back and have dinner with my wife."
Ye Yuan: "..."
You’ve been driven to tears.
And still thinking about going back to have dinner with her.
You really shouldn’t love so much!
The former Lu Qingyan was famously known as a workaholic, often running between the hospital and the company.
Now, it had changed to the company and home.
He wouldn’t discuss any business invitations past six o’clock or attend any banquet halls, just to eat dinner with his wife every day.
Ye Yuan stood outside the car, idly counting ants.
He wasn’t sure how much time had passed when Lu Qingyan rolled down the car window, "Ye Yuan, drive in."
Ye Yuan: "..."
He started the car, and the mansion gates opened again.
The car stopped inside the courtyard.
Ye Yuan glanced through the rearview mirror at Lu Qingyan’s emotionless handsome face.
He cleared his throat and asked, "President Lu, you stormed out in anger and returned after just an hour; doesn’t that undermine your dignity?"
Typically, for a wealthy man of Lu Qingyan’s stature, women were plentiful, and he could have any type he wanted. Ever since this wife woke up, he seemed like a changed man.
He behaved completely differently at the company and at home.
He also reminded himself to always put his wife first.
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingyan raised his hand to his temple and pursed his lips, "I was too impulsive; it has nothing to do with her."
Ye Yuan: "???"
He stared dumbfounded at Lu Qingyan.
"You can go back now."
After saying that, Lu Qingyan got out of the car, leaving Ye Yuan alone in disarray.
Really unbelievable.
Jiang Nanshu was still thinking about how to explain things to Lu Qingyan when a servant told her he had come back.
She thought that, like before, he would disappear for at least three days, but now, just an hour?
She approached the hall with a skeptical attitude.
Lu Qingyan’s eyes and brows had lost their softness, and he looked at her indifferently, "Come eat dinner."
Jiang Nanshu: "..."
After the quarrel an hour ago, how could she eat?
But Lu Qingyan acted as if nothing had happened.
He served Jiang Nanshu a bowl of rice, placed the chopsticks in her hands, and sat beside her, eating methodically.
He didn’t bring up what happened earlier at all.
But Jiang Nanshu couldn’t hold back.
"Lu Qingyan, listen to me first, it’s not what you think."
Lu Qingyan paused in his meal, his expression calm, "Hmm, go ahead."
"Uh... this explanation is a bit complicated. It’s just that I have a younger brother in another world who also cries a lot, so when you cried, I thought of him."
Lu Qingyan’s grip on his chopsticks tightened, and he ultimately let out a cold laugh, "You better stop talking, the more you say, the angrier it gets."
Jiang Nanshu: "..."
Great, the explanation failed, and it only added fuel to the fire.
Jiang Nanshu morosely ate her rice, having lost her appetite.
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